NMDNIK - Ronald Reagan Lyrics

He talked to God, Assam Alaykum
Niggas block like Ronald Reagan
Got my white bitch in the back
Twin cutting up like Hannah Baker

Drop the pen, don't do no flaking
High on Zaa like I'm Jamaica
Talkin' bout I ain't treat her right
Put my bitch in Crome heart denim

We gon' party like I did it
Like I just had beat the mission
I brought pressure to my city
If it's smoke then what come with it

Roll the dice and Glisheesh the j-wet
I place a bet, I'm moving risky
Told my bro to stop the tweaking
Why you trip out basic, bitch

Like, drop the nine, I gone an slide
NMD and NM5
I got the scope, fab, load the nine
You know I don't play by the guys

Like, what you know about homicide
We go around, let bullets fly
Like, what you know
Hawk him down, quick, grab the nine

I mark emm out
I'm just too in love with drilling
Loading nines with penicillin
NMD, he been a villain

Stand on, bro, I'm overkillin
Send that round like Kia and get ta twitch
Can't f*ck with these bitches
Nigga got flatline for talking crazy

Draco turned Christian
Talking on the net, I horn that bitch
I feel like Miles Bridges
Felt it in my heart

Knew he was gonna snitch, like, slime, did it
Punch him in the shit, got lil' bro sick
I got his mom's twitchin
Niggas say he Oop, I got the Glock

It drop like nine niggas
We gon' put that nigga straight to bed
Not something that rhyme with it
We gon' leave him D-E-A-D dead

Like, bro, what time is it
F*ck it, ain't no holding back
GO nowhere without this drac
Living life like Noah Beck

I'm outside with all my Zs
Pillow talking, we on your head
I can't live like Jada Pinkett
I will not have no regrets

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